Japanese Pagoda Tree

After the rain a droplet hangs
from the bare bough of a Japanese maple,
slowly elongating, suspended,
an opaque crescent gleaming
from the curve of its base.
The moon waxes as the body stretches.
I wait for the moment when gravity’s weight
overcomes the cohesive force
of molecules, the surface tension pinches,
an elastic membrane breaks.
A sphere will fall.
Still, I wait …

About the Author
Rohan Buettel lives in Canberra, Australia. His haiku have appeared in various Australian and international journals (including Frogpond, Cattails and The Heron’s Nest). His longer poetry recently appears in The Elevation Review, Rappahannock Review, Penumbra Literary and Art Journal, Mortal Magazine, Passengers Journal, Reed Magazine, Meniscus and Quadrant.